My Rebirth and the Strange Adventure of Black Zhen

At first, the unbelieving cutter tried it cautiously.

As soon as the appendage emerged from the holy light barrier, it was engulfed by the flames of the pseudo-sage.

"No wonder the Wind Chaser trusts you so much. I will definitely challenge this golden barrier when I have the chance."

The cutter who left the contest agreement rushed towards the pseudo-sage like a sharp arrow.

According to previous combat experience, the Slicer cannot confront the Pseudo-Sage.

Once the Mantis leader nearby finds the Slicer's gap, the Slicer will inevitably be attacked from both sides.

Therefore, the cutter has long given up the method of defeating the enemy with one move, and instead hopes to weaken the opponent's combat effectiveness with multiple accumulated small wounds.

The cutters who adhere to this main combat idea contacted the pseudo-life one after another and took the initiative to distance themselves from them.

In order to cover for the Pseudo-Sage, the Mantis leader had to take the initiative to attack the Slicer, which was stronger than it.

Unlike the previous diversionary offensive, the Mantid leader now engages in actual close combat with the Cutter.

He cut off the mantis leader's hands as easily as a sword cutting through paper.

The desperate Mantis leader flicked his own blood into the Cutter's eyes.

"I'll tell you the truth, Cutter. My body fluids are highly toxic. Your eyes are useless."

A Slasher that loses vision quickly evacuates its current position and adopts a defensive posture.

The strange thing is that the leader of the Mantis Demons worked hard for quite a long time, but the sage did not appear.

When the Cutter opened his eyes, he found that the Pseudo-Sage and the Mantis Leader had lost their lives.

"Outsider, what's going on?"

"When you passed through the holy light barrier I maintained, the holy light energy that originally separated you from the enemy not only healed your wounds, but also strengthened your strength."

Bronk picked up the weapons left behind by the Mantid leader and threw them at the Cutter.

The cutter didn't expect Bronk's attack and couldn't dodge in time.

An iron object flying at a high speed cannot guarantee to penetrate flesh and blood, but it is enough to cause bleeding and serious injuries.

The cutter, blessed with Bronck's holy light energy, actually blocked the long-range weapon.

Even the dullest person could realize that the Cutter now possessed invisible armor.

"I never thought there would be such a strong man like you on the continent of Pandaria. Could you please tell me your name, outsider?"

"I am Bronk, the undead priest of the tribe. At the same time, I am an ally of the Mantid Council."

The cutter, who understood the interests involved, happily cut off one of its appendages.

"Since Wind Chaser, an ancient sage of the Mantid Demon, told you where I was sleeping and how to wake me up, I naturally have to believe you."

"Even if it's my friend, the Cutter, you're willing to believe it?"

"Of course, a friend of a friend is also a friend. The Mantid Council is short of manpower right now. One more person to help the ancient sages of the Mantid means one more enemy for the Mantid Queen."

"It seems that this is not the first time you have to deal with internal strife among the Mantid."

"In fact, I have used the power of the Mogu and Pandaren to depose the Mantid Queen twice. To be honest, I hope Mr. Bronk can continue to maintain a good relationship with the ancient sages of the Mantid and the Mantid Council after the troubles of the Mantid Queen are over."

Blanck, who heard the Cutter's hidden meaning, smiled and shook hands with the Cutter.

"You heard everything, Amekubo Kaede."

An orange-haired lady with glasses emerged from the Cutter's shadow.

"Please grant your subordinate the Mantid Sage's hiding place and the Mantid token."